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Woods Broke

broke, yeah I'm going broke this week I'm going broke, I'm going broke this week I'm going broke, I'm going broke this week I'm going broke, I'm going

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biscuits And if it's broke 'round here, we fix it I can take y'all where you need to go Down to my hood, back in them woods We do it different 'round

be underpaid or overrated? Moral victories is for minor league coaches And 'Ye already told you we major, you cockroaches Show me where the boats is, Ferrari Testarossa's The Hammer went and broke

think of shreds and Next, the little wooden boy Next, that's our Hitler Opening night Good luck, good luck, good luck Break a leg, I broke my leg "Springtime

blowin' up like Cocoa Puffs Sippin' Bud, gettin' perved and gettin' dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch Just to navigate it, wood

Chorus] [Krayzie Bone] My life! (My life) Lil' nigga bailin through the hood, livin crooked like I could. Get cha for your goods! Make it understood! Put it on the wood

's do it again) [Verse: Shawnna] It used to be all good when we played Double Dutch in the hood (do it a) On the softball team I was swingin' that wood

know what I'm sayin'? I mean, a chick who ask for nothin' will get everythin' A chick who ask for everythin' will get nothin' Pain, why don't you talk to these motherfuckin' Broke